Formal(ish) Introductions: Part 3- Peanut, the face of pure evil

I looked up "pure evil" in an old dictionary and this is what I found: A cat with horrific mood swings...

  

  

  

...who, unsurprisingly,  looked just like Peanut! Wait...it IS Peanut.  

I'm sure he was nice once upon a time.  LL and BM have had him for 9 years and they think he's the best cat ever.  Although, sometimes they call him by his formal name: "The Honorable B.P. Fluffernutter Grumpous Extrodinaire".  Kinda' telling don't you think?  He was a little stray kitty that LL found when she and BM were dating.  He lived outside before they were married, but LL wanted him to be a house cat when they got a house of their own.  He was the Puma of the house until one day...

This is how he reacted when they told him they were thinking about getting a puppy (me).

He was not pleased.

When I came home, he was pretty sure I belonged outside.

Peanut: "Ma, please tell me that thing is staying outside!"

But I came in- except for the Kitchen, and he knew that.

Peanut: "Ha Ha! You can't come in here!"

Me: "Maybe if I just put a toe in LL won't notice."

The peeps thought he would warm up to me.

They thought wrong.

Peanut: "Ma, you've got to be kidding me."

The peeps pointed out how cute I was and how we were almost the same size and even the same color!

Me: "Help!  I'm not so sure about this. I think he wants to bite me!"

Peanut: "Hum...maybe I'll bite her and see how she tastes."

 

Fortunately he didn't bite much and asked to go outside.

Peanut: "Let me out you traitors, please!"

 And that is where he has been for 7 years now.

Peanut: "Which is just fine by me!"

He's a tough 'ol cat who has survived all these years in the desert and seems no worst for the wear. 

LL worries about him all the time but he won't come inside unless it's cold and raining.  Which is like never 3% of the year here in Tucson.

His major jobs are to lay in the sun, keep the pigeons off the roof, and to keep other cats from eating his food.

He is good at only two of those jobs.  I bet you can guess which two!

Picture: Random neighbor cat on our back porch, looking very well-fed.